netbook - early mid month

[goldenambition]

[there's a new handwriting on the notebook. Scratchy and with a tendency to slowly tilt down the page]

Hello folks! Name's Whippoorwill, but just Will is fine- I just arrived with a few others and wow, you all seem to be having a bit of a weather issue, huh?

I did some digging around though, since if this is going to be a long term tourist I'd rather not have my tail freeze right off! Sniffing around your library I found some records that suggest these kinds of winters happen every hundred years or so. Part natural weather shifts and magical backlog is my guess, but either way there were a few suggestions for things to try and ease it off. Emotional expressions even it out some. Giving up memories or items you have an emotional investment in could help too- make sure not to burn anything too close to your house or you'll get warm for the rest of your life.

Blood sacrifice too, is an option. Speaking of, anyone got some chickens or goats they don't mind losing?

Comments

[goldenambition]

Any suggestions who to try first?

[submittome]

[ there might already be a dog out there yelling BEY!! BEYBLADE!! BEEEEEEWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAWOOOOOOOOOOOO at one of them. You will have a friend. ]

Beiwe is our Goddess of the Sun, try her first. If you can remove the mutt from in front of her statue.

[ He will fucking reward you his head hurts. ]

[goldenambition]

Mutt?

[He pokes his head out the inn window, risking the cold, and-]

Oh. I see.

[submittome]

Indeed. I wish you luck.

[ He's about to close his ournal to find A.B.A. and screech at her and call her a horrible baba for wishing death on one of the other baba's then pauses. ]

If you would like some incense to attempt to light for the Statue, I am able to give you some.

[goldenambition]

Oh, good idea! Thank you for all the help, Affogato Cookie.

[submittome]

[ ????????? The familiarity takes him aback. ]

And how do you know my name? I do not recall uttering it here.

[goldenambition]

Back read the journal.

[Will]

[beckonsbliss]

I mean, it is a worthwhile source of information to our immediate new company.

[goldenambition]

Exactly. A bloke can be forgiven recognizing some of the prettier handwritings too.

[submittome]

The entire thing.

[goldenambition]

Not yet! But eventually. Lots of info here, yeah?

[submittome]

[ MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM ]

I see. Please keep in mind things in the past are just that.

[goldenambition]

Of course, of course. I mean it- people change every day, every minute.

[submittome]

Good, you understand. Please, stop by the Therapy Building and head up the stairs for your incense. I shall see you amply supplied.

[goldenambition]

Be there soon.

[And he means it- if the gods can help, even if it's just a blessing for the likely hunt he and Clive are going to do, then every bit of bribery could be important. So once things quiet down on the journal he bundles up and heads out]

[submittome]

[ And Affogato will have his door open for him at the top of the steps. The room is as lavish as it can be, decorated in purples and blacks..... and there is, quite frankly, an obscene amount of jewelry (very expensive very real) and the like on the floor in a not-quite-small treasure pile. On top of it are a few baby dragons, either sleeping or playing in it, Pearl having taken his place as Lord of This Room at the top.

And the dragon-tailed man is hard to not spot, said tail curled around the pile as he sits near it, keeping it warm while he diligently works a pestle and mortar to carefully grind some powder together. He's dressed in furs still to beat the creeping cold and ... he's talking to the children because he really didn't expect Will that fast. ]

I understand it's tasty but take it out of your mouth, I will not have you choking on something in my room. I would never hear the end of it from that toadlette. Pearl, darling, if you are to be King you must discipline your subjects.

[ The lazy baby yawns instead and stretches out. ]

[goldenambition]

[ Oh, what a lavish room! Not his style but the opulence makes him shiver with what would be greed or jealousy if it was more malicious. More a desire to curate a nice space like this himself.

And oh! What cute little wyverns! Of course not real dragons... right? Even with that entry not that long ago... The fact the cookie has dragon bits is something he did not read about on the journals so is a surprise.]

Oh... sorry, am I too early?

1/2

[submittome]

[ He clutches his hoard with his tail and clings to his bowl as he's startled. If he was a cat, he'd have hissed.

WHO- oh it's the- ]

2/2

[submittome]

[ Ears...

He wants to pet them. His cute things weakness.

Give him a moment to catches his wits, then smile as sweetly as he can. ]

Not at all~ Please, take a seat wherever you desire.

[ Bed, chair, beside the hoard. The Dragons all instantly lock eyes on the newcomer. Will has about five seconds to get comfortable before they descend upon him. ]

[goldenambition]

[His fur puffs up at the startled reaction, but once Affogato settles he does as well. He settles on a chair, watching the babies curiously]

Thank ya again.

[submittome]

Not at all, I am ever glad to help.

[ Plus, if it goes well, Will owes him.

Once Will is settled, he's going to be swarmed by babies. Each little one investigating the newcomer in the way only baby animals can. With no regard for anything but their own curiosity. Affogato hums in pride and carefully sets the powder aside to find a small container to tap some ash in to as the base. ]

The smell will invoke fire. The warmth of it, the smell of it in a hearth. You will feel warmer but do not be deceived, it will not protect you from this weather. I have not the power to defy that.

[ Yet. ]

[goldenambition]

Even if it's just an illusion of warmth that might get this goddess' attention, and that's what matters, innit?

[He instantly starts holding babies with the casual ease of someone used to wiggly puppies]

Ain' you cute little sparklies?

[submittome]

[ Oh it's not just dragons. Awakened from her slumber in the bathroom, there is a thumping, and suddenly a very baby hippo comes running. Who dare?! INTRUDER.

With all the fury of a stuffed animal come to life - and all the damage of one - she stampedes over, mouth opened, and bites down on Wills tail.

It does no damage and Affogato coo's. ]

The Queen has awoken. And you are quite right, I am sure the Goddess will appreciate the sentiment.

[ Ash packed, he carefully begins tapping the incense onto it, making a little sun motif. ]

[goldenambition]

Wah?

[What is that??? Pig??? She isn't hurting him, but his tail wiggles trying to get free, but with his arms full of dragons he can't quite get it]

The Queen, eh? She sure has a palace set up for her in here.

[submittome]

[ BE SLAIN, BEAST. YOU HAVE ENTERED HER DOMAIN, YOU HAVE AWOKEN HER FROM HER SLUMBER, AND NOW YOU SHALL BE PUNISHED.

The dragons ignore her for the most part, until they decide it's time to play and pile onto her, saving Will's tail and distracting her into turning her fury on them. Affogato preens on the compliment to his room, his tail tapping away gleefully. ]

Is it not wonderful? My sweet little love, Mizuki - you will know him when you see him, he is by far the most adorable of the Grove - gifted it to me. The hoard is my little addition, as only the best for my babies is allowed.

[ He attaches a little clam shell top to the container, and holds it out, along with a small match stick. His voice is soft, almost hypnotic. He's a master of manipulation after all... ]

Fill her in your thoughts as you inhale the smoke. The Sun of Summer, the fire, how it feels to fight.